
For a couple of months after Summer joined before it got too cold she got to spend some time outside and the two loved that. She loved the outside so much in fact that when a visitor left the door to the aviary unlatched, about two weeks after she was brought home, she flew away. I found her a few hours later and about three blocks away, flying around in a little green space around a train station. Fortunately, because she was used to flying in large spaces and was competent at it, she knew how to glide down and hadn't panicked in her time loose. Seeing me, and hearing Sam, who I brought in a little carrier and who was now calling her like mad, she landed in a short tree where I was able to get her to step up and lift her down into the carrier. It was a close call, and I got more than a few new gray hairs that day, but she seemed to have had the time of her life and I'm sure she'd do it again if she got the chance.

